I don't really know what I'm doing. Just sort of following my gut as it interacts with my heart and my head. Most of the time I feel like a stranger. I feel different. I'm not the same kind of person as the others. I'm not what you think I am. I'm a coyote running under the moon among the wolves. I am the wolf navigating a land of tricker coyotes. I am the moon and the sun. I am the earth and the water, and all of the music and chemistry. Vibrations, stillness, silence, and electricity. Fire. Energy. A lot of pretentious bullshit. I am standing under the moon like a wolf, and coyote crosses my path. I am the moon watching from above the planet. I sit in my celestial watch tower where I am so fucking lonely, but I feel a drive. I feel a thirst and a hunger, as cliche as it sounds even in my head as I sit here writing it. I'm too hard on myself. I need to go about my day with gentle thoughts and no violence of mind. Sometimes just going through this process can help to clear my mind.
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